After being forced into the car by Tang Xiaoyin, Chu Yang wanted to say that there was actually a computer next door, but then he thought that he was thinking about not getting old and taking up Lao Geng's computer, so let it go.

Fourth Middle School is located in the southwest of the old street. It only takes about ten minutes to walk, and it is faster to drive. It takes three minutes to use it, and Tang Xiaoyin's QQ was parked on the playground of Fourth Middle School.

This is the first time Chu Yang has come to this world school. Although he has been in this world for more than a month, he has never visited Changle City seriously.

"Chu Yang, you are also a student, right? By the way, where are you going to school?" After getting off the car, Tang Xiaoyin asked curiously while taking Chu Yang to his office.

"Oh, I'm in the third year of high school at No. 2 Middle School." Chu Yang said casually. He had the memory of his ex in his mind, so he naturally knew which school he was from, and even knew that his academic performance was very average.

There are two high schools in Changle, namely No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School. No. 1 Middle School gathers almost all the top students in Changle, and most of them are very ordinary students. For one time, No. 2 Middle School was called the "poor student shelter". However, No. 2 Middle School seems to know that it is not competitive with No. 1 Middle School in the past two years, so it has simply transformed. It is said that it is experimenting with the special education of music, physical education and aesthetics.

"Oh, I'm in my third year of high school. I'll take the college entrance examination in half a year. Which school should I apply to? You play so well, you must apply to a music school. Is there any direction?" Tang Xiaoyin asked with a smile, taking out the key and opening the office door.

"I haven't thought about it yet, let's talk about it in front of me." Chu Yang responded casually, but looked at Tang Xiaoyin's office.

The office is not big, and there are two desks. It is obvious that he is not the only one working here. This is the office of the Music, Sports and Arts Group. There are two computers on the two desks, and some sketches and gouache works are thrown scattered on one of the desks. It is obvious that it is the art teacher's desk.

Sure enough, Tang Xiaoyin walked to the opposite side of the table and reached out to turn on the computer's host power supply.

On one side of his desk, there was an electronic piano. Chu Yang could tell at a glance that it was Yamaha's PSR-S550 model. This is a very classic electronic piano. Although there is an updated product now, this one is still very outstanding at a price of around 4,000 yuan. It seems that this electronic piano should be Tang Xiaoyin's teaching piano.

Chu Yang's store also sells electronic pianos, but those beautiful pianos have been stored for several years. There is a thick layer of soil on the piano case. It should be the goods his father bought a few years ago, and it has not been sold. Changle is a small place, and there is almost no high-end electronic piano shop that can be sold. If people want to buy it, they will go to Qinhai's large musical instrument shop.

Tang Xiaoyin's computer looks much better than Uncle Geng's next door. It starts up very quickly and arrives at XP's desktop in a short while.

Tang Xiaoyin quickly clicked Qiandu Music, switched to the paid interface, got up and gave up the seat to Chu Yang.

"Here, you can see it yourself, Chu Yang, you are now very developed, don't forget what you said, Lei Zi and I are waiting for your big meal." Tang Xiaoyin laughed.

"I'm sorry, no problem!" Chu Yang said without looking back, while looking at the computer.

"One million downloads? It's OK." Chu Yang looked at the number of downloads and nodded.

"It's okay? Chu Yang, do you know how many times your words will be caused by those singers? You know, people work hard to create a high-quality song. If you put them on this channel, they will only last tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of downloads. You'd better, just by just blowing it, you can just get more than one million downloads. You're not satisfied with it." Tang Xiaoyin said angrily.

"Play whatever you want? Why don't you try?" Chu Yang looked at Tang Xiaoyin with a smile.

"You are showing off Hongguoguo!" Tang Xiaoyin said angrily. Chu Yang's bamboo flute is indeed of high level, and he is convinced of this, but this guy is too unfair.

"Do you show off? It seems to be a little bit, but is there any problem?" Chu Yang asked as he smiled and looked at Tang Xiaoyin.

"This~~~~Ahem, be low-key, Chu Yang, you are still young now." Tang Xiaoyin was speechless. Today he finally discovered that this guy seemed to have shameless potential. By the way, how did such a unmodest guy play such a profound "Ran Hong"? This is unscientific!

"Is it small? I seem to be sixteen this year, so where is it small?" Chu Yang said in confusion.

Seeing that this guy became more and more shameless, Tang Xiaoyin simply shut up and ignored this guy who felt good about himself.

But he didn't know that with Chu Yang's vision as a music practitioner, how could he see this small achievement in the mundane world? Not to mention the download of more than one million yuan, even if he multiplied it by ten, he wouldn't blink his eyelids. In his opinion, it was normal for this song "Ran Hong" to have such a reaction!

"By the way, I'll ask you something." Chu Yang turned his head and looked at Tang Xiaoyin. The guy was obviously hit by him, and he still ignored him a little.

"What's the matter?" Tang Xiaoyin asked Chu Yang with a blank look.

"Well, didn't you say that you would get money after downloading this? Where is the money?" Chu Yang asked humbly.

"Of course, the website is paid to you. Do you still want me?" Tang Xiaoyin said hatefully. Could this guy not even know how to contact the website.

"But why did I ask the website to pay me?" Chu Yang asked with a frown. He knew nothing about these things. Even his ex was just an ordinary student. Although he could surf the Internet, he had never been exposed to these things.

"I'm really convinced you, Chu Yang!" Tang Xiaoyin moaned, then stepped forward and pointed to the upper right corner of the screen and said, "Click here and use the username and password you passed the song at that time. I think the editor has sent you a message on the site. Don't tell me that you have forgotten this." Tang Xiaoyin pointed Chu Yang in anger and said.

"Oh, that's it, haha, I haven't logged in for a long time, and I almost forgot." Chu Yang said with a smile, and quickly entered his username and password. The username was "Qingwu Feiyang". This name has a special meaning to him, so how could he forget it?

Log in to the background, before Chu Yang could operate, a series of message prompts popped up.

"Hello, you have a letter from the site, please check it!"

"Hello, you have a letter from the site, please check it!"

"Hello, you have a letter from the site, please check it!"

...

Chu Yang closed the combo, and I don’t know how many times he clicked, but finally cleaned the screen.

Tang Xiaoyin behind him was already shocked by this scene.

As a music teacher, he is bored on weekdays and can record some small songs and pass them onto paid channels, not to make money, but purely for playing. He has been on Qiandu Music Channel for at least six years. In his impression, when did he receive a message on the site?

Oh, it seems that it was when I graduated from my senior year. At that time, I worked with the school band to collaborate on a song "Graduate". The kind of music arrangement was attracted by a editor of Qiandu Music at that time and bought the copyright for 2,000 yuan. At that time, several buddies in the band were excited about this for a while.

At that time, in his impression, the website message of Qiandu Music was already quite mysterious and rare.

But, what is the situation now?

Is this a website message or a system virus?

His eyes were fixed on the screen and he read the messages on the site with Chu Yang.

"Hello, Qingwu Feiyang, your work "Runhong" has been included in Qiandu Music paid channel. Thank you for supporting Qiandu Music, please stick to the originality and refuse pirated versions!"

"Congratulations, Qingwu Feiyang! Your work "Ran Hong" has been downloaded more than 100,000 yuan and has been included in the high-quality channel!"

"Congratulations, you are on the verge of sunshine! Your work "Ranhong" has been downloaded more than 200,000 yuan, and will be recommended for a week on the homepage of Qiandu Paid Channel. Please continue to work hard and create more and better original music works!"

"Hello, I am the editor of Qiandu Music Paid Channel Kangaroo. I want to contact you for some things. Can I make it convenient for QQ to talk? My number is XXXXXXXXXXXX"

"Qingwu Feiyang, I am the editor of Qiandu Music Paid Channel Kangaroo. If you have urgent matters, please contact us online. My phone number is 139XXXXXXXXX"

"Qingwu Feiyang, are you there? I am a kangaroo. Contact me immediately after I go online. I'm anxious!"

"Qingwu Feiyang, hurry up and go online, please!!"

...

The first few are quite normal, and they are all system prompts. At the back, they are almost all messages from the editor called Kangaroo. Seeing that the messages go from normal to anxious, and then to resentment... Tang Xiaoyin was speechless. Speaking of which, does the editor of Qiandu Music have such a humane side?

"You~~You'd better call the editor quickly. I think he must be very anxious." Tang Xiaoyin reminded Chu Yang, but there was an unconcealed envy in his eyes. That was the editor of Qiandu Music Paid Channel. For musicians, that was a legendary existence. When did they see them paying so much attention to an author?

"But, I don't have a cell phone." Chu Yang touched his nose and said embarrassedly.

"Try mine!" Tang Xiaoyin took out his cell phone and handed it over without saying a word.

But he didn't know that it was precisely because of this accidental action that brought him endless troubles, of course, also brought great opportunities.

Chu Yang took Tang Xiaoyin's cell phone and pressed the phone number on the screen and called.

After a few rings, the phone went on and a hoarse male voice came from the opposite side.
Chapter completed!